Mu Lian's mouth became dry, she bent down hard, leaned over to reach the quilt in the bed to cover Mo Yu, who knew that Mo Yu had a ring of arms, and actually hugged her by the waist, and muttered: "Poisonous woman......"

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However, Mu Lian's first reaction was not to push Mo Yu away, but to think, Jing Xiaobai went to sleep in the side courtyard again, and the two of them slept together, didn't that sick colt feel it? Unless she proves that the sick colt is inhumane, or finds a way to make him inhumane, she will not be reassured.

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After more than ten days, Bailijing went to the side courtyard to stay overnight, and did not lay on the floor again, but slept on the same bed as Mo Wen.

Originally, when Yuanshan cleaned up the bed, he got two quilts, and the two of them slept in and out of the bed, not in a quilt, and there could be no skin touch.

However, after about a stick of incense, Mo Wen's hand slid on the quilt and gently held Baili Jing's hand on the side.

Bai Lijing didn't fall asleep, she glanced at him in the dark, and asked softly, "Is it cold?" ”

The curtain hangs down on all sides, creating a claustrophobic space, perfect for doing something intimate. The men and women who share the same bed, whether they have progressed to that point or not, the atmosphere around them is full of ambiguous taste, not to mention, there is still the status of husband and wife between the two of them.

Mo Wen didn't answer, just leaned closer to her, and suddenly pulled the corners of the quilt and covered her with the quilt all over her body.

He wrote in the palm of her hand: "Your hands are so cold. ”

His actions were really a bit clumsy, if he hadn't known that he had always been indisputable with the world, Bai Lijing would almost have thought that he was doing it on purpose, deliberately upsetting her, and deliberately asking her to do the next thing.

Bailijing sighed, went up, pulled Mo Wen into the stacked quilt, leaned over his body slightly, pressed the corners of his quilt, and swept the loose hair over Mo Wen's neck and face, and when she lay down beside him, Mo Wen's breathing was imperceptibly heavier.

"Sleep." Bai Lijing said softly.

When the two of them arrived at a quilt, they were still lying flat, their eyes staring directly at the top of the bed, and after a while, Mo Wen's hand reached over again, groped in the quilt, held her hand, and put it on the sheet that was vacated between the two, without crossing the line, and without further movement, just clenched it and refused to let go. Soon, his breathing sounded, even and long.

Bailijing also closed her eyes, her lips unconsciously curled slightly, in a daze, there was a steady stream of heat rushing from her clasped hands, and she slept peacefully, without even a trace of dreams.

When the crisp bird's cry sounded outside the window, Bailijing opened her eyes and found herself sleeping in Mo Wen's arms, her arms holding him, her legs resting on him irregularly, and the whole person was curled up and clinging closely. She hurriedly let go of her arms and legs, lay down again, and pretended that nothing had happened.

A smile appeared on Mo Wen's lips, and his numb arm reached over and still held her hand, and the palms of both of them were warm at the moment.

It was already bright outside the window, and Bai Lijing turned her head to look at him, and she could clearly see that Mo Wen's eyes were closed, and he didn't seem to be awake yet. She withdrew her eyes, calmly looked at the dark bed top above, and suddenly thought, so be it, Mo asked, if you can, let's live our lives hand in hand like this. She didn't have too many extravagant hopes anymore, she just didn't know what else Mo Wen wanted.

These days, it's all her in the driver's seat, and she does what she thinks is right, but it's hard to think it through. Moreover, she was somewhat unwilling in her heart, unwilling to be a loser in love, unwilling that Han Ye really abandoned her so ruthlessly, and even unwilling to be so embarrassed when she met the two people she hated, and then, she was embarrassed.

Why is there no place to be ashamed?

Because of her stupidity and great evil.

She actually imposed this marriage on Mo Wen's head, but after the passage of time, she thought, why can't Mo Wen compare to Han Ye? Why is he not as good as Han Ye?

Mo Wen is Mo Wen, Han Ye is Han Ye, they are different. Why was Mo asked to be compared to Han Ye? Is it because he is sick and weak, because he has an ugly face, because he can't speak, that he will be treated unfairly?

She hurt Mo Wen far more than she protected him. She hurt him first, and then went to protect him, the cause and effect were all planted by her, she became a bully with one hand covering the sky, wantonly trampling on Mo Wen's self-esteem and his entire decadent life, which is a sin that cannot be forgiven.

It was not early, she had to get up to boil medicine for Mo Wen, so she gently broke away from Mo Wen's palm, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Bai Lijing was startled, and when she looked back, Mo Wen turned sideways, smiled at her, and then blew two long whistles. Not the few codes she taught him, but his own making-

Three long. I want to see you.

He smiled softly, like a newlywed husband looking at his beloved wife, Bailijing was stumped by his gentle eyes, and said after a while: "I'll go boil medicine." ”

Mo Wen pursed his thin lips and stretched out a hand towards her, Bai Lijing stepped forward to hold it, and Mo Wen wrote, "I'll curl your hair for you." ”

Bai Lijing was stunned, and suddenly smiled: "Okay." ”

Three thousand green silk was spread on her back, and Mo Wen stood behind her, a little difficult, there are many things in the world that are not self-taught, such as curling hair. He had never done such a graceful thing, and he had not even studied a woman's bun carefully before, but he had been very interested in her long hair in recent days, and wanted to pinch it in his hand every moment. It's a bit hard to volunteer to comb her hair like this.

His hair was smooth, and the wooden comb ran from head to end, and the satin slid through the palm of his hand, and he combed it down three times, and suddenly leaned over her shoulder and poked his head out of her shoulder, frowning at the beautiful face reflected in the dressing mirror.

Bai Lijing tilted her head and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Mo Wen's long hair was not combed, it was messy with her hair, he lowered his head like a child who had done something wrong, and scratched his fingers on her shoulder, Bai Lijing felt it, he wrote: "I...... No. ”

"Stupid!" Bai Lijing almost blurted out and scolded, a little embarrassed, he said with such a sure look before that he would curl her hair, but the result was that he wouldn't.

Mo Wen listened, leaned over and gently wrapped her waist around her, squatted down beside her, took her hand and wrote, "I'm stupid." Teach me. ”

He admitted it simply, Bai Lijing reluctantly turned around and looked at the bronze mirror again, but her tone softened: "...... Well, look. ”

Mo Wen squatted beside her, watching her movements seriously, sometimes frowning, sometimes stretching.

Yuanshan came in with a silver basin for washing, and when he saw this warm scene, he hurriedly retreated. This drama is becoming more and more like the real thing, can the master get out of it when the time comes? The slightest carelessness will lead to death, so he can't help but worry.

……

"Ahh

A frightened roar sounded in the early morning "Haoran Zhai", Mo Yu hugged the thin quilt and shrank straight to the head of the bed, and said angrily: "Mulian! How are you in my bed! You...... I...... Where's my clothes! ”

Mu Lian had already woken up, and she was dressed neatly, glancing around Mo Yu with a pair of innocent eyes, picking up and down as if she was going to Fireworks Willow Lane to find a girl, she immediately knelt down and sat up, bullied Mo Yu in front of him, pulled the quilt on his chest with one hand, narrowed her eyes, and said with a wicked smile: "Hehe, Mo Xiaohei, don't be afraid, my sister loved you very much last night, don't worry!" ”

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